"Rao...... Spare ......"

Li Maocheng is more than forty years old and about the same age as Feng Changren.

It's just that he is a scholar, pampered all year round, and looks younger.

When did he suffer like this.

Half of his face was smoothed out, flesh was rotten, and his bones were exposed.

This is the face, the face is the place where the most nerves in the human body, and the slightest expression will involve the muscles.

At this point, he just wanted to live.

Feng Ji picked it up, and the corners of his mouth grinned: "Master Li, the Feng family respects you a lot on weekdays, but you are ruthless enough, you will turn your face when you say it, you really think I am one of those flat-headed people, let you bully me?" ”

"Rao...... Spare me, I ...... It's the Qing Dynasty official, if you kill me, the Qing Dynasty won't let you go......"

Despite the severe pain, Li Maocheng still knew that the only thing he could save his life was his own skin.

Without his official body, he would not have been able to live at all.

Only by taking the official status of the Qing Dynasty can Feng Ji be jealous.

Feng Ji sneered: "Commander? You can manage other people's lives, but you can't control Lao Tzu's life. ”

"In this life, Lao Tzu's life can only be controlled by himself!"

"You...... Don't be impulsive, you're powerful, but ...... What about your parents and family? You can't protect them all the time, Feng Ji...... Let me go, I don't blame ...... past"

Feng Ji slowly grabbed Li Maocheng's throat and said with a smile: "Isn't the past to blame? The Qing Dynasty still has this tradition? ”

"I thought you would just go back on your word."

"Lin Zexu sold cigarettes in Humen back then, and in the end, because you lost the battle, he took him out to blame."

"Zuo Zongtang worked hard to promote the establishment of Taiwan as a province, and you wasted a "Treaty of Shimonoseki" and handed it over to the Japanese."

"Hehe, do you think the Qing court can be stable for a long time?"

"In less than twenty years, the Qing Dynasty will surely fall."

Li Maocheng's eyes widened, his eyes full of horror.

The pressure in his throat gradually increased, and he grabbed Feng Ji's arm tightly, breathing rapidly: "You...... Ho ho ...... You're a big rebel......"

Click-

Feng Ji pinched it gently, and Li Maocheng's throat cracked.

His eyes widened, as if he wanted to refute Feng Ji's words.

However, he couldn't speak.

Feng Ji casually threw away Li Maocheng's corpse and looked at the Zhang family.

"Japanese...... Hum! ”

Turning around and picking up the shield, Feng Ji's figure shook and went straight to Zhang Ren Street.

This street was named when Zhang Youde was alive to show the benevolence of the Zhang family.

Now that the Zhang family is destroyed, the murderer is on Zhang Ren Street.

Zhang Ren Street.

Watanabe Jiro was uneasy in his heart, and he said gloomily: "Haven't found the body of that person yet?" ”

Immediately, a Japanese person scolded and asked.

After a while, someone sent back a message.

"My lord, there are too many corpses, most of them have become meat puree, it is really difficult to distinguish, and it is time-consuming and laborious to find."

Jiro Watanabe was impatient and asked, "How is Li Maocheng over there?" Have the people of the Feng family caught it? ”

"There's no news yet."

"Rubbish! The people of China are all rubbish! ”

Watanabe Jiro roared angrily, but this anger suddenly involved his lower body, and his face turned pale in pain.

The thought of having his lower body removed made him furious, and he was furious when he recalled the words of the Imperial Doctor.

"Watanabe-san, your lower body has been seriously damaged, if you don't remove it in time, I'm afraid your life will not be saved."

"No—no, Mr. Koishi, please think again...... Please......"

"There's really no way, the anesthetic effect is going to pass, you have to make a decision quickly, otherwise you really won't be able to save your life."

"Ahh

……

Just as he was reminiscing, suddenly a Qing army team hurriedly came.

Jiro Watanabe ignored it, and the team ran into Zhang's house.

Ma Youjin was searching for Feng Ji's body, and when he came to the mourning hall, he found Zhang Yuan, who had died tragically, and Zhang Shuyi, who was blind and disfigured.

He frowned slightly, and looked at the flesh and blood of Zhang Shuyi's face, a little disgusted.

casually stabbed and killed Zhang Shuyi.

I turned around and was about to go to the wing room to look for it again.

At this time, a lieutenant ran in, his face full of horror, and said in a low voice: "My lord, Lord Ma, it's not good, it's not good." ”

Ma Youjin said impatiently: "Zhao Dong? You're not on Master Li's side, what are you doing here? ”

"Master Ma, something is wrong, then Feng Ji is not dead, he has already killed the door of Feng's house."

Ma Youjin was stunned for a moment, and then scolded: "I said why can't I find it, it turns out that I haven't died, damn." ”

As he spoke, he raised his feet and went out and said, "Go to Lord Li, be sure to capture Feng Ji alive, Watanabe, this Japanese is a bit perverted, if you can capture Feng Ji alive, maybe you can make him angry." ”

Zhao Dong stomped his feet anxiously: "My lord, don't capture him alive, it's good if we can escape, then Feng Ji is not a person at all, he rushed to the door of Feng's house, a team of hundreds of people, dozens of foreign guns, can't stop him." ”

"When I ran out, our people were already in a state of collapse, and Master Li was probably more than lucky!"

"What the are you talking about?"

Ma Youjin couldn't believe it, turned around suddenly, grabbed Zhao Dong by the collar, and only felt that what the other party said seemed to be a fantasy.

He reprimanded angrily: "How many people did Feng Ji bring? No, how did he know we were going to do it today? Is there an ambush in his Feng family? ”

Zhao Dong said bitterly: "How can there be any ambush, Feng Ji is single-handed, I know why the White Lotus Sect bandits are so vulnerable, that person is really like a demon." ”

"He was alone, and he chased hundreds of us, and he had iron shields tied to his arms, and his knives and guns couldn't get into it at all."

"But our brothers were hit by him, and they died immediately."

Ma Youjin was confused and muttered, "Impossible, how can it be? That kid is practicing martial arts, and he can't be so powerful. ”

He has also practiced boxing, and he knows that people who practice martial arts are powerful, but they are not so outrageous.

"Did you see him go after Master Li?"

"It's true, my lord, what are we going to do? Do you want to go to the rescue? ”

"Save a fart, a murderer who can't be caught by a hundred or ten people, will you and I go to die?"

Ma Youjin scolded, immediately thought of something, and hurriedly said: "It's not good, if he really dares to kill Master Li, he will definitely come back to kill the Japanese, hurry up, it's not safe here." ”

As soon as the words fell, I heard a scream from outside Zhang's house.

Ma Youjin instantly became agitated, suddenly pushed Zhao Dong away, and shouted: "Run!" ”

……

Outside Zhang's house, Zhangren Street.

Jiro Watanabe was urging irritably, when suddenly, a sharp sound of breaking the air was heard in the air.

Immediately after, the head of a nearby Japanese soldier was cut open!

Suddenly, exclamations rang out all around, and the Japanese turned their guns and aimed them at the road.

However, the road was empty, and Jiro Watanabe immediately asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"There are enemies!"

As soon as the words fell, I heard another scream.

Everyone hurriedly looked up, only to see a figure on one side of the roof, like a raccoon, rushing to kill.

"Shoot, shoot!"

"Kill him, kill him!"

"Eight Ga Ya Road!"

The roars kept coming, and the Japanese and Qing soldiers shouted and opened fire.

Feng Ji held the shield in one hand, his figure jumped up, and he was in mid-air, hiding behind the iron shield.

The bullets struck the shield with a crisp sound.

The shield was dented, and cracks kept appearing.

Like a cannonball, Feng Ji fell into the crowd, killing several people and rolling to his feet.

He was like a tiger, holding a shield, and the next moment, the shield in his hand swept out.